My eyes widened, as I made myself as small as possible. I knew that voice. I hated this. I knew this would happen. I wanted to go, I wanted to escape, I wanted to run. 'You can't! You made a promise!' A new ringing voice shouted in my head. ...Did the good voice return? No, it couldn't have. I couldn't have good in my life. It was strictly forbidden. The good voice had died among the screams and echos of the evil voices.

I knew who that was... That was one of Cheerilee's guards. They were coming to take me away, again!

I was focused on too many things at once. There were noises, lights, ponies, and the guards. It felt heavy. I couldn't breath. I started panting.

The ponies in the line all got on the train, and my group quickly scurried on with them. I was still there- frozen.

I saw the guards run towards me, but I was grabbed and put onto the train before they could get me.

The guard ran into the train doors, just as they closed. He failed in his mission to get me, and I was pulled onto the train. My vision was going all blurry.

"Shadow, are you okay?" Looka asked, but it seemed muffled. I couldn't understand a thing. I felt like I was drifting away, I felt like I couldn't be in control... I felt-
Help.

"I'm right here. You're okay. I'm right here. Calm down." The voice softly said, keeping my arm within his grasp. It was that same male that kept reappearing into my visions.

The small vision was over, and I seemed calmer. That voice had calmed me. I was panting very hard, and gasping for air.

I had escaped from a panic attack. Now, the voices finally came back to me.
"Shadow!"